Gone prodigal again

_I did it again!_
Left my place of rest in search of fading bliss
I called ‘inheritance’ what was mere gifts
Dropped my daily routine to unwind with wild parties
Past achievements that have become ashes
I knew I was out of power but the fan’s still turning in my direction and it felt cool
I knew my embers were getting cold but I couldn’t resist the urge to dance without recharging and see what it felt like
I knew my  light was getting dimmer but I claimed I was shining in the darkness
Away from my Source
Away from who made me son
Away from my true inheritance
Away from my natural habitat

_I did it again!_
How can I face Father this time with shoes on?
How can I expect his forgiveness after the limit for a day?
How can I tell him his robe got torn?
How can I tell him the reason I am back was the memory of the tasty beef in my mouth?
That I want to be welcomed again?
That He was right and I lived wrong again?
How can I tell him I did it again?

Hannah DGinus
©2024

The City Of The Living God (Hebrews 12:22-23)

You may not understand my clan,
For it is celestial
I dwell in my Mount Zion.

You don’t know me
For I am a son unto I AM
And my name is written in gold.

You may not understand,
Thousands of Angels dances with me
I and Christ drinks with the same royal cup.

Ugwu David C
©2023

Five Bullets II

Second Bullet: LAUGH AT ALL THESE AND THAT

YES – there is a cause,
A purpose with serious sense.
But, if I may advise.
Sometimes be still
And know that HE is God.
Laugh at yourself daily.
Laugh at fame and glory.
Laugh at your friend and enemy.
In these world,
Laugh at all these and that.
And then, in your mind,
Will emerge a new energy
A sure strategy
To battle all these and that.

Ugwu David C.
©2023

Five Bullets I

First Bullet: TIME AND SEASON
      
    Like mad flood
    So is time and season.
    Our ancestors, they lured into life
    Floated them in temporal presents
    Dazzled the Age with great moments
     And took all away still.
  Time is a respecter of no man,
  Season enthrones, season dethrones.
  Time and season,
   How many souls have you buried?
   How much ancestry did you align                           
   to bring me?
  Dear LORD, tell me plainly
  What must I do now
  Before your awesome technology
  Takes me away into the unknown.

Ugwu David C.
©2023

Response

Cursive, no thieves, just leaves, viva la valedictorian
Verily voting for venom,
Victims inclusive of some who had heard of him
Ofcourse
Vocal for Jesus like voting or venting
The vast invitations have vogued him
Visions of Vashti vroom through my vexing
But all I visit is the invincible
Vote it over all the visible
Vexing never vindicated alone

Eyes stay above from thought to tone
Violent verbal confession
No thieving touches the one will say
“I am more than Victorious”

Niel Quchi
© 2023

Rise from the Dust

Love, I need you to rise from the dust.
You might not have the best words,
But I need you to speak
You wouldn’t move mountains with your thoughts.

Love, I need you to give that warmth
You might not be the best fit
But I need you to try
You wouldn’t feed with folded arms.

I need you to feel – again.
Feel the compassion that runs through My veins.
Since you are a child of me,
You’d see men as I do with the eyes of Mercy.

I need you to see – again.
Walk this path, it’s yours
Don’t forget who is always beside you,
Don’t forget who has always held your hands,
Don’t forget whose love has taught you,
Don’t forget whose words have kept you.

Love, I need you to be – again,
I need you to rise from the dust.

Jahzrhythm
© 2023

I Will Win This Life

Piloting my life
Is never easy.
Stormy tempest
Whirlwind, dangers here
dangers there.

I look up to great captains,
I download their pictures,
Listen to their audios,
Meditate on their stories and voyages.
But it is never easy.

It is never easy for me
And I known it is never easy for you too.
My age advances with pace
Yet my knowledge and accomplishments
Crawls behind.

Surely, I will win this life
Like a super legend
For it is written long ago
‘I AM MORE THAN A CONQUEROR.’

Ugwu David C. ©2023

This is War

Battles to be fought

Wars to be won

Knees on the ground

Prayers to the son

Girding on my whole armour

Helmet wrapped in salvation

Shield engraved in faith

Sword spilling fiery words

Shoes dipped in the power of the Spirit

Going in this might

Losing not to naysayers

Victory is mine

For the battle is the Lord’s

Feet deeply rooted

In the finished work of the cross

Seated in heavenly places

To watch a war already won

I fight not with fear or dread

I fight for the greater is in me

I fight ‘cos it’s a good fight

I fight to take what had been mine

I fight to possess what I had been given

I fight ‘cos I had won

I am more than conqueror so I fight!

Oraegbu Philipa Ada

© 2022